Kuro no Maou

The moon of darkness 24th. The Alsace Fortress at noon was still quiet today. In particular, the rooms set up to accommodate nobles and high priests are all the more so.

Saliel was there for a little late lunch.

"How about this, this is a vintage wine I picked up from my Helvetian territory the other day -"

Sitting face-to-face is a youth officer entrusted with the command here. A nephew of Count Bergunt, he speaks to Saliel with a frantic grin on his neat face that embodies the noble lineage.

Saliel had listened quietly to the story of how rare and worthy a wine as red as blood was, lined up at a table with pure white tablecloths.

Sariel, who only rarely shows a gavel or other reaction, nevertheless continues to talk with sincere pleasure. How dare you have a special sexuality to chat with and enjoy the doll, enough to make the questioner wonder.

Anyway, he faithfully carries out his task of welcoming the Seventh Apostle Saliel as base commander, while still connectively finishing lunch today - should have been.

"... winning or losing has been decided"

Saliel, who had a mouthful of wine to lick, said so when she looked up.

About what? She takes a seat quietly before that inquiry flies in. Place the glass and place the knife and fork in the way you learned how to do it. But it also seemed to be in a hurry somewhere.

"The Crusaders have torn into spardas. Release rescue and prepare to receive wounded soldiers."

"No way - before that, which way is Lord Saliel going!?

The question arrived on Saliel's little back, which was just before he tried to leave, with his hands on the door early. She doesn't even look back, she answers.

"I'm going to rescue the soldiers first."

Shortly after the two sentences, Saliel left the guest room behind.

The internal structure of the Alsace Fortress is already grasped. I've been staying here just a month. You can't even get lost.

As such, no one can blame Sariel, and Sariel is out in grandeur. The weather is clear. There was a blue sky that seemed to fall out.

And if you go through the main entrance, there's a magic formation there that I've prepared for times like this. Yes, the magic formation of the example, which confused the soldiers of the fortress, including the young officers, who began to draw at the same time as their arrival and came out to welcome them.

Because it is painted on the snow, it was buried in fresh snow because of the heavy snowstorm that occurred during this time, and in the end, it also became a feather to rewrite again.

The magic formations painted on the snow are very difficult to find at first glance, unlike the earth ground. But if Saliel stood beside him and remembered his activation, the magical effects hidden there would immediately manifest themselves.

Firstly, a light-emitting phenomenon, common to the activation of the effects of magic formations. The blue and white light began to run vertically and horizontally so that the rat rushed through the snow quickly.

It was a large rectangle, rather than a long, passage-like formation, that instantly emerged on the pure white campus. Is it something like two meters wide and ten times its length?

Saliel stood at the edge of that passage-shaped magic formation and turned to the front as if he were going to walk there. Ahead of raising his gaze, he shows the magnificent mountains of Galahad. The passage was just pointing in the direction in which the Fortress of Galahad was built.

If you want the mountain again, you do feel it. Countless people, waves of magic created by their souls disappearing by battle. The apostolic but late transcendental sensation tells us, at this distance, the general movement of a compatriot crusader.

They're being pursued now. Show me your back, you're running away all at once.

Showing such movement means that there can be no other than defeat. I came to this place, just in case, and that was when I finally came.

"'Armed Scripture' Liberation -"

Hands in hand activates the spatial magic (dimension) drawn by the golden light, the 'Sacred Cabinet (arc)' exercisable only by the Apostle.

Out of the dazzling light is a white coffin, like plastered and hardened.

"-" Holy Cross Spear (Grand Cross) ""

At the time of his mouth, a boneless spear was held in Saliel's little hand. The coffin (udder) that holds the holy weapon reserved for the Apostle is scattered with the light, full of magic, and he hands the armed sacrament to the Lord.

Now the battle is ready. The clothes are fine with the pure white coat I always wear. Garments of defense above this, knitted in synthetic fibres of Divine Iron (Orihalcon), can only be counted, at least in the Sinclair Republic.

Ready to go, Saliel finally took a step towards the magic formation.

"Target Enemy"

Saliel mumbles a chant as she quietly sings a soul song. There are no enemies around, slowly, chantable in any verse. There was no point in making it abbreviated.

"Order" (ballistic operation started)

The footsteps forward are light. Step on the light and snow emitted by the magic formation without sound.

"Product" (environment value correction) "

Walking about five meters down the passage of light, that's where the movement changed. Smooth one rotation of the spear in your right hand. Switch to backwards and remain in charge. Meanwhile, her legs kept walking without stopping.

"Import" (ballistic revisions) "

When the magic team is halfway there, the quiet walk is a quick rush.

The look of it running out with the spear up is correct, as if the spearmen were training to compete for flight distance - no, the fact is, Saliel was moving as he threw the spear toward this great sky.

"Deployment (ready for launch)"

Saliel was finally trying to complete the path of the magic formation. White light flashes on the tip of the raised spear cross so that it is inversely proportional to the distance to the goal. Even a shining blade of pale white light emits a dazzling light that just goes blind.

And Saliel, beyond the glowing light, was completely capturing the enemy to be shot at.

I'm not lost in unleashing it. Her luxurious shoulders moved forcefully, like bows squeezed together to throw spears of light. Wrapping an aura of silver around him like a torrent.

Here, the original martial arts knitted by Sariel are completed. Alongside the special 'God Spear (Brewnak)', it bears the word of God, the ultra-long range spear technique, whose name is -

"-" Flying God Spear (GUNGNIL) ""

Turned into a white, shining meteor, the spear of God was unleashed more than Saliel's hand.

The rumbling that just broke the eardrum struck Fortress Alsace. The generated shock wave (sonic boom) spreads like a clear ripple.

Fortunately, only here are the walls and the sprawling fields of snow. In an instant, the blizzard we visited the other day was reproduced. Snow rolled up by shockwaves is blown away by a white storm.

"- Landing confirmed."

From the storm, Sariel shrugged so small when he came to fit into the white clay.

Beyond the sumptuous snow smoke, she appears quietly nestled and a crater spreading around her. Even the soft fresh snow on the surface and the thick, icy and hardened layer of snow underneath it were blowing away, and the soil ground appeared without waiting for spring.

The earth, mixed with white and tea and marked by dirt, is, however, filled in the next moment with sacred white light. A new circular magic formation unfolded there.

"Confirmation of space coordinates"

The chant required to activate the effect is only a few passages.

It was one of the features incorporated from the outset not only in the Saliel individual, but also in the armed scripture 'Holy Cross Spear (Grand Cross)', thus allowing for quick activation.

Armed Scripture, the highest grade weapon, has several magical effects.

For example, a summoning ceremony that immediately returns to hand when you throw this spear on the battlefield.

For example, vice versa.

"-" Reverse Summoning (Reverse) ""

It is also possible to call the Lord under the spear.

Thus, Saliel disappeared after being drunk by the columns of dazzling light emitted by the magic formation.

A storm of white light subsided.

"... Alive?

"I can handle it."

As Nero and Saphir confirmed each other's safety, the defensive magic that protected them both collapsed like worn out and sand.

One is a pale gray rock shield, created by Nero's holy sword (Blade skill) and the 'White Shadow' of the local attribute. Rising like a giant tombstone, its collapse is more evidence than anything else of the horrific destructive force that has occurred that would only shoot and smash this thick rock shield.

The other is Saphir's advanced defensive dark magic, The Abyss Giant Shield (Death Algarea Shield). Dark shields with dark shades that drink everything also vanished brittly.

"Hey, what happened..."

To such a huge shock, Charlotte the boulder is not so color-bogged as to cling to Nero's arm at all times either. I opened my golden eyes and looked around me.

Thus the first three open sighted were the neckless corpses, mortals and wreckage of giants.

Taurus, who was about to add a merciless pursuit toward the fleeing crusaders, stood still in upright immobility. The steel that covers the whole body turns bright as ash, falling apart from each other, just like our own defensive magic. As a result, the giant is like an ancient tower dropping debris from an earthquake.

Overall, although it retained the prototype, it was clear that it had already taken serious damage falling into inaction.

If you saw only the head, where the red one was shining, was beautifully extinguished, perhaps, that was where it had become a blast.

"And the magic of tremendous power...... right?

"Oh, besides us, all the guys who were nearby are gone."

If we observe our surroundings more carefully, we will notice that we are standing inside a large crater worn into a snowfield. The center where Taurus stands, for example, is completely covered with thick layers of snow, exposing the reddish earth that spreads over this place.

Big explosion of light that caused even a few topographical changes. It would not have been possible without being a rank five class strength player, such as someone who would have been helpful in the range of that shock. No, no matter how close Nero and the others were to the blast, they wouldn't have been able to prevent it.

In the range of about a hundred meters of the crater's widening radius, only the remains of Taurus and the three of us stand. Until just a moment ago, I don't really want to think about where the adventurers who were overflowing this scene disappeared.

If you notice, the battlefield, full of death fighting commotion, was creepingly quiet. This white blast was so glowing that it attracted the attention of all who stood on the battlefield.

Therefore, everyone saw it. I didn't miss it.

The shadow appeared above the void with a soft white blink of light.

"What is he..."

As it pierces the sky, no, as it poured down from heaven, a pillar of white light protrudes. Dead yet, the wreckage of Taurus, who stood honorably, in the place where his head should have been.

There, one girl came down.

Out of the light, she had white hair, skin and clothing that flickered like a feather coat. An aura of silver that spills all over your body is divine everywhere.

Everyone breathes. to its mysterious appearance.

Tens of thousands, no, hundreds of thousands of gazing little white girls pull through spears that were not in any way noticed and were naturally stabbed at their feet everywhere.

The tip of the raised cross illuminates the sun. A cross of great white light, I could see.

"- A crusader soldier. The Lord does not want any more sacrifices."

It was a small voice. It's like a twinkle, so much so that you're going to miss hearing it in the breeze.

But the beautifully, somewhere cold, inorganic girl's voice, indeed, reached her ear.

Is this what it is to hear the voice of God? It's a smudging voice that way - Nero noticed. I understood the meaning of the spoken word. At the same time, it could be who she is.

"All troops retreat. I, the Seventh Apostle Saliel, am in charge."

Sariel, the girl who gave you that name was indisputably an enemy.